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Lil Rango & Leekflexin – Fucc a hoco Lyrics
Artist: Lil Rango & Leekflexin
Song: Fucc a hoco
f#ck a HoCo
Pulled up in a four door
Diamonds on my neck
b#tch, hell nah, can’t take a photo (You trippin’)
Cannot share my lo lo (Lo lo)
She let me grip her ass, ain’t no takin’ sh#t slow
Spin the block three times, you boys a f#cking no show
His big bro a ho, snitching on the guys and now he dead so (His #ss dead so)
“Twon let’s spin again”
Riding wit’ my cousin, we not tryna be yo’ friend
Shooting 50 drums, might bring yo’ life to a end (End)
Rango lemme rip the intro, he say “onna fin”
All the guys in the stu’
Prolly ’bout four deep, sum sh#t
n#gg#s better get the f#ck in tune too
Fo’ pullup start swangin’
TBE sh#t, fr
Look
Ill slide with a chop
Nah, slide wit’ a TEC
They know that this sh#t got deep
That .40 cal drum with a tiddy, boy Glock with extension
I f#ck around sweep up the street boy
And foe nem ah’ tweak on a n#gg#
Just lеt they #ss know who the f#ck who is starting the beef
I can jus hop out thе car and start swanging dis chopp and I still got a Glock 23
Why n#gg#s keep f#cking with me?
Everybody got .40 cal including me
Boy I’m onna block and I’m up in the cut on my feet
Serving exotic I gave her a discount bad luh freak
I’m poppin like 20 something Xans in a week
My brudda be on the same sh#t, he a tweak
I could jus trap and reup for a week
Come back with a bag and I swear I won’t speak
Come back wit’ a b#tch and her friends its a 3
Huh, look
Smoking exotic, not smoking on dro
And that b#tch want 8th for free
I told that b#tch “suck on my D”
I pull up real deep, got every narcotic on me
G 26, that G 23 it be putting in work like it name Kyrie
Boy, I like Xans
And
Nothing gon’ separate anti-depressants from me
4 Felons, 3 chopps and a 2nd degree
Boy, you better stay safe ’cause nobody gon’ know what happened inside of this V
Lul shordy was givin me brain for free
I put a little switch on a Glock
Now, when I finger that b#tch it gon’ rain for me
And I’m losing my top, f#ck
Spin through his sh#t with a choppa, I know they buss brains for me
I really was stuck onna block
I was out losing my top, but now I got gang wit’ me
You n#gg#s is b#tches you n#gg#s can’t hang wit’ ME
Bolo he gang wit’ me
And Herby he popout and slang wit me
Boy, know its the Xans for me
I’m popping that b#tch like that b#tch was for free
Look
I say I’m popping that bih like dat bih was for free
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From the album:
Leev ‘Em Leeky, Vol. 1 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021